All Chapters of Comeback Of the Divorced Heiress: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

—---------Aubrey's pov—-----------And that was all the encouragement he needed.He picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, clinging to him as he carried me to the bedroom. Once inside, he kicked the door closed, then set me down on the bed, his lips never leaving mine.I shuddered when I felt his fingers slipping inside my top, the coolness of his touch against my flushed skin. He pulled away from me just long enough to peel the shirt from my body, then his lips were back on mine, kissing me hungrily, his hands exploring every inch of my skin.His sneaky hand fondled my right breast.His lips left mine, and I felt a moment of disappointment, until they moved to my neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin. His hand slipped between my legs, and a low moan escaped my lips when his fingers brushed against the growing wetness there."Angh!" I moaned when he kissed my throat."You're so wet," he whispered,

Aubrey's pov ;I watched Ryder's sleeping face, my mind was a mess of thoughts and emotions. His features were softened by sleep, the usual sharpness in his expression gone. It should've been the perfect moment to clear my head, to remind myself of why I'm here, why I stayed. But instead, I felt a hollow ache growing inside me.Last night…I still couldn't fully grasp how it happened.Maybe I was blinded by everything that had gone wrong — Gregory, the fear, the desperation. When Ryder's arms wrapped around me, it was like I found the one place where I could let go of all the terror, the panic that had taken hold. His touch last night soothed me, his presence calmed me down, but I also knew I was being selfish. I'd wanted comfort, and his arms had provided that escape.But now…I regret it.I felt the regret seep into every part of me, sinking deeper as the reality of what I'd done came crashing on me. It wasn't just about last night, about the sex. It was about letting my guard down.I

—---------------Ryder's pov—-------------I couldn't get the images out of my head. Every time I closed my eyes, they were there, burned into my mind like some sick reminder of everything that had gone wrong between Aubrey and me.The pictures—those pictures of me and Sage—haunted me. I didn't remember them. Hell, I couldn't even fathom how they existed. But Aubrey had shown me the proof, and I couldn't deny what was right in front of me.But something didn't sit right. The longer I thought about it, the more I questioned. Aubrey seemed too broken, too shattered when she confronted me years ago, and I'd been too blind to see it. Too angry to listen. I dismissed her pain as paranoia, thinking she was losing her mind over nothing. But now? Now I wasn't so sure.I need answers. And I knew exactly where to get them.When I got to Sage's house, the pressure was already thrumming in my veins. She opened the door with a smile, the same sweet, innocent expression she always wore around me. He

---------Ryder's pov--------"...fake," he said with calm certainty. "They've been heavily manipulated and photoshopped. Whoever did this knew what they were doing, but it's clear they're not real."Aubrey blinked, her face frozen in shock, as if the words hadn't fully registered."They're…fake?" she repeated.I turned to her, my chest tightening as I took in her reaction. "Aubrey," I said softly, stepping closer, "I told you. I never cheated. Sage did this to drive us apart, to make you believe something that wasn't true."She stood there, silent, her mind clearly reeling from the revelation. Her disbelief was evident, but so was the confusion that clouded her eyes. Slowly, she turned to face me, her expression unreadable.I took a deep breath, trying to reach her. "I'm sorry it took so long, Aubrey. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you before. But now you know the truth. Please…let me fix this. Let me make it right."

Sage's pov ;"Do whatever you guys want with her before we kill her!"The scarred man held her wrists firmly, forcing her to stay still. The others in the room chuckled, their dark amusement matching my own. This was my moment, a long time coming."Stop! Don't touch me!" She cried out and looked extremely scared.I rolled my eyes, walking toward her, my heels clicking ominously on the floor. "Oh, stop pretending. Where's that filthy slut you used to be?" I sneered, grabbing her chin roughly and forcing her to look at me. "Now you're playing innocent?"I slapped her again, the sharp crack of my hand against her cheek making the others in the room snicker. "Dirty bitch, don't act like you're worth more than this."She whimpered as one of the men ripped her shirt, exposing her to all of us. I loved seeing her like this, powerless and afraid. I had waited too long for this moment, and I was going to savor every second of it. She had always thought she was better than me. She thought Ryder